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Before Sebastian came into the picture, there had been another bully in Kurt's life: David Karofsky. Karofsky had been the star of the football team and unfortunately, he had hated Kurt and made his life a living hell. After graduation, Kurt had never seen him again. Karofsky's family was rich and powerful, Dave had started working with his father and hadn't come close to people like Kurt again.

It didn't mean Kurt forgot his high school years, not at all. Karofsky had destroyed everything and it was time to give him something in return. That's why Kurt chose Karofsky's company. Breaking into his house would have been too hard but the few guards in the company's building was easy to handle. Kurt sneaked into Karofsky's office without trouble and quietly went through his things. He didn't find as much money as in Hunter's apartment but it was still enough to help a few families and pay his father's rent. He put the money into his bag and turned to leave but he stopped at the door. He wanted to ruin Karofsky's life and now he had the chance to find something he could use against the man.

He walked back to Karofsky's desk and went through the papers lying on the desk. He found bills, contracts but nothing out of order. He knelt down and opened one drawer after the other, becoming disappointed when he didn't find anything. He sighed and stood up again. It was insane and he wasted so much time for nothing, he had to give up and leave before he would get caught.

As he backed away, he walked straight into the office cupboard behind the desk. He froze for a second as the door of the cupboard opened slowly with a creak. He held back his breath, listening to the possible noises outside but nobody came to see what happened. Kurt sighed in relief and turned around to shut the door.

That was when he saw the bag hidden in the cupboard. Without hesitation, he crouched down and opened the bag, frowning when he saw its content.

"No. Freaking. Way" he whispered.

The bag was full of toys, things Kurt had never thought Karofsky would use. He found a butt plug, several dildos and a few sex tapes if he was correct. He smiled viciously as he grabbed one tape and hid it into his bag. He had to see if Karofsky had something else to hide.

Hesitantly, he put the bag back into its place and closed the door. He wasted too much time in the office and the chance of being caught was getting bigger with every second. He took a deep breath and opened the door of the office.

~ o ~

"Are you sure he will be there tonight?" Santana asked, rubbing her tired eyes.

"You saw the recordings. He will rob someone tonight, too. We just have to find out who his victim is" Blaine said.

He was getting impatient. They had found out that he was right, Robin Hood was a criminal and he decided to catch him as soon as possible. Sam and Santana had spent the night searching for the guy but they hadn't found anything. They started to think that it was pointless but Blaine didn't let them give up.

"Look!" Sam said suddenly, pointing at the screen.

Blaine leaned closer and smiled when he saw a hooded figure lurking in the shadows in front of the Karofsky's company.

"It's him" he said.

"Are you ready?" Santana asked.

"More than ready" Blaine nodded and quickly checked if he had everything he needed. He was already dressed in his costume and after a second of hesitation, he decided that he wouldn't bring any weapons. His opponent didn't seem too dangerous, he only needed some rope, so he could tie him up and bring him back to their place.

"You have about two minutes to get there" Sam informed him.

"I will make it in time" Blaine nodded and rushed to the door.

Unfortunately, getting to the building on his feet took him more time than he expected. He wanted to run but it was too difficult in his clothes, so he had to slow down if he didn't want to tire himself out before meeting Robin Hood. It meant that he arrived late and he could just hope that the criminal was still there.

"Can you see him?" he asked, tapping the small device in his ear.

"He's still inside" Sam informed him.

Blaine nodded and walked to the window where they had seen the robber get inside and searched for a place to hide. He hid behind the dumpsters and watched the window. Unfortunately, Robin Hood didn't seem to get back and he was getting nervous. What if he was caught? What if he chose another way and slipped through his fingers?

"I think we lost him" Blaine sighed.

"No, he has to be in there" Santana said.

"What's taking him so long?" Blaine asked.

"How am I supposed to know?" Santana asked.

Blaine growled and stepped out from behind the dumpsters. It was his chance to catch that criminal and show people what an amazing superhero he was but he lost him. Life must hate him.

He took two steps forward when he saw movement inside and soon, a man climbed through the window. Blaine froze, not knowing what to do. Should he attack him now? Or hide and wait for a better opportunity?

Unfortunately, the hooded man noticed him and jumped down from the window, running towards the end of the alley.

"Stop!" Blaine called after him.

The criminal was fast and graceful, he ran through the street and disappeared in another alley. When Blaine followed him and found him again, he was already climbing up the fire escape.

"Damn" Blaine muttered and forced himself to run faster.

He hadn't been forced to move for almost three years and now he saw that lying in the bed almost every second of the day hadn't been too good for him. Robin Hood was getting away and he didn't even had a chance to catch him. He was too slow.

When he reached the roof, he was breathing so heavily that he could barely stand on his feet. He knelt down, giving himself time to catch his breath. The other man was most likely gone, there was no need to hurry.

"Man, are you alright?" Sam asked.

"I lost him" Blaine said, slamming his fist into the ground.

"He must be still up there" Santana said. "There's only one way back down and if he didn't have rope, he couldn't climb down. Watch out."

Blaine was back on his feet in no time. If Santana was right, he could still catch Robin Hood and he would do everything in his power to do that. He needed it.

"I know you're still here" he called out, taking small steps forward. It was dark around him, so he had to be careful with the shadows. One of them was the bad guy he was following. "I won't hurt you if you give up now."

He saw the movement in the corner of his eyes but he didn't react in time. Robin Hood jumped and landed with all of his weight on Blaine, bringing him down onto the ground. Blaine groaned in pain, his vision getting black for a second. His attacker was about to get up and disappear again but Blaine could catch his wrists in time and brought him down onto the ground, kneeling over him and trapping him under his body.

"Got you" he smiled.

As he held the struggling man down, he could take a better look of him. He couldn't see much of his face, even with the hood pushed back down because of the mask covering half of the man's face. He could still see that it was a young man, maybe in his early twenties. He had bright blue eyes and perfect pink lips, lean body. He was nothing like the articles described him. On the contrary, actually. He seemed so scared, so innocent, Blaine almost let go of him, unable to cause pain for this poor boy. He pressed his eyes closed for a second, shaking his head. No matter how harmless this man seemed, he stole from others. He had to be locked up.

"You're coming with me" he said.

"No" the other man pressed out through gritted teeth and redoubled his effort to break free.

"There's no need for this. I won't let you go" Blaine said, shaking his head.

"Really? And how do you want to keep me still? You could barely climb up here. Are you sure you're still the right person for this job?" the man smiled.

Blaine growled and tightened his grip on the man's wrists. He would show him that he was just as good as three years ago.

"I'm the only superhero in this city and nobody can change that. My job is to stop people like you and that's exactly what I will do" Blaine said.

"People like me? What do you know about me or the people I help? Do you even care about them?" the man asked angrily, struggling in Blaine's grip. "You have no idea what hell they have to go through every single day. They struggle to keep their families alive while these monsters take everything from them! You have no right to judge me, not when you don't understand a thing."

"And you think you can judge me? You don't know me, you..."

The air was caught in Blaine's lungs as the criminal pulled his knees up and kicked him hard between his legs. Blaine let go of his wrists and fell to the ground, moaning in pain. Robin Hood didn't waste a second, he pushed Blaine away and jumped to his feet.

"You should train more if you want to catch me" he said. "You're not that good in this anymore."

And with that, the man was gone, leaving Blaine alone on the roof, unable to go after him.

"Blaine, are you alright?" he heard Santana's concerned voice in his ear.

"Yeah" he whispered. "I just... He got away."

"I figured out" Santana sighed. "Do we have to go for you?"

"No. Just give me a minute" Blaine groaned and turned to his back, pressing his eyes closed. He so hadn't planned the night like this.

~ o ~

The following day, when Santana and Sam stepped through the door of their hidden workplace, still tired from the long night, they found Blaine on the treadmill, already training.

"What the hell are you doing?" Santana asked as they stepped closer, taking a long gulp from her coffee.

"Training" Blaine said.

Santana raised an eyebrow. She hadn't seen Blaine do anything in the past three years, except for lying in his bed or drinking with guys. It was a funny sight and she had to hold back a laugh. Blaine could barely breath as he tried to run faster but he wasn't even near his usual speed.

"That's good, man" Sam smiled.

"Yeah, I have to be better if I want to catch that criminal" Blaine said. "How fast am I?"

"Almost as fast as a snail" Santana said honestly.

Blaine sighed and jumped down from the treadmill, breathing heavily.

"I don't know what happened to me" he said. "I'm faster than a usual human."

"You used to be" Santana nodded.

"I'm afraid I lost my powers" Blaine admitted.

"That's impossible" Sam said, looking at Santana. "Right?"

"We should run a few tests" Santana said. "We don't know how he got his powers and since he hasn't used them for years... It's possible that he doesn't have his speed or strength anymore."

"Great" Blaine muttered. "I'm fat, slow and weak and there's a chance that I won't be stronger anymore. How am I supposed to be a superhero if I can't even catch a simple man?"

"Not again" Santana rolled her eyes.

"I can't let him continue this!" Blaine said. "We have to find out what happened to me and form another plan if I lost my powers. I will catch him one way or another. I have to."

"Blaine, you have to stop this" Sam said. "You're way too obsessed with this man. I'm glad you're back but you should focus on your training and if we found out what happened to you, you can deal with him. I don't want you to do something stupid."

"I won't" Blaine said. "I will just do it the usual way. I will find out who he is and where to find him and you two can work on the tests."

"You have to be here for that" Santana said.

"I will leave you my blood sample but I have to go" Blaine said.

"Where?" Santana asked.

"He knows the families he helps" Blaine explained. "I know. The way he talked about them... he has to be one of them. I will surely find someone who can help me."

"You think they will tell you everything because you're Nightbird?" Sam frowned.

"No" Blaine smiled. "Not for Nightbird, anyway. I know what I have to do and I know where to start."

He walked to the door to have a shower and get changed before he left. He knew who he had to find first, the boy whom he couldn't get out of his head: Kurt Hummel.

~ o ~

Kurt chose to hide in his room for the whole morning. The previous night hadn't gone as he had expected. He had almost gotten caught, it was something he hadn't thought about. He should have known that Nightbird wouldn't let him rob those people and he would show up eventually but he had been too bold. His encounter with Nightbird had freaked him out and he knew that it was just luck that he could run away.

He had to leave his room before lunch because he knew that his dad would forget about his meal if he wasn't there to remind him and he had to take care of his father. Burt Hummel seemed so tired and worked too much lately, Kurt was getting worried about him. He knew why his father did it, of course. Sebastian could return for the money in any moment and they still didn't have enough. Well, now they had but Burt didn't know about it or the trips his son made in the middle of the night.

Kurt prepared their food and walked down into the shop to get his father. Burt was working on a car when he got there, he didn't even notice Kurt's arrival.

"Hey, Dad" Kurt greeted him.

"Hey, buddy" Burt said, not looking up from his work.

"Lunch's ready" Kurt said.

"I have to skip it today" Burt said.

"Dad, you have to eat" Kurt said.

"I have to finish this car today" Burt sighed. "You know we need the money."

"Uhm... about that" Kurt took a step closer, taking a deep breath. He hated lying to his father. "Robin Hood was here last night. He left money, a lot of money for us. It will be enough for the rent for at least three months."

Burt sighed and got out from under the car, looking at his son seriously.

"We can't accept that money" he said.

"Why not?" Kurt asked.

"I talked to Mr Jones" Burt said. "Robin Hood was seen at Karofsky Corps last night."

"I don't understand" Kurt said, turning scarlet.

"This money's stolen" Burt explained. "He steals from rich people, he's a criminal."

"Is it really that bad?" Kurt asked. "I mean... The Karofskys have way too much money. If he got some from them to help others..."

"It's not right" Burt said seriously. "Look, Kurt. I appreciate that he wanted to help us and others in need but we can't accept that money because it belongs to somebody else."

"They don't deserve it" Kurt said heatedly.

"Maybe they don't" Burt shrugged. "But we don't deserve it either. We didn't earn that money and we certainly can't accept it. I worked hard for this shop and I maganed on my own. Even after your mother's death when I thought we couldn't make it, I worked extra hours to give you everything you needed because it was the right thing to do. And we survived. Believe me, things will get better this time, too. It's just the matter of time."

"So you want to give it back to Karofsky?" Kurt asked slowly.

"I don't think we can do that" Burt said, sighing heavily. "Uhm... Do you remember Jack's son?"

"Of course" Kurt smiled. Ethan was a good man, he and his wife owned a small shop in the neighbourhood. They had three children and unfortunately, their smallest kid, only a baby, was very sick and the doctors couldn't help her. Everybody knew that she would die sooner or later and Kurt felt so bad for them. They didn't deserve this fate. That was why he had left most of the money he had gotten in the shop of the family. If somebody deserved help, they certainly did.

"You should visit them with this money" Burt said. "Jack told me that the little girl's barely alive, the doctors don't give her more than a few days. They will need it when..."

Kurt looked away sadly. He wished he could do more for them, save the child's life somehow. It was so not fair that that poor family had to suffer so much.

"I will do it" Kurt said quietly. "Go upstairs and have something to eat. I will finish this car and then visit Ethan."

"Are you sure you can do it alone?" Burt asked.

"Of course. You need a break, so go!" Kurt smiled.

Burt stepped closer and hugged his son. Since Elisabeth's death, it was just the two of them. It had been hard at the beginning but they had grown close and Kurt felt like he had the best father of the world.

When his father was gone, Kurt changed clothes and went back to the car. He wasn't really excited to work on it, he hated getting dirty but it was his life now and it didn't seem like he could do something else anytime soon. Since they didn't have money for college, he had to accept this fate and get the best out of it.

Suddenly, two hands gripped his hips and pushed him forward. Kurt shrieked in fear and kicked back with all of his strength. He heard a moan of pain and the hands were gone. He turned around sharply, his heart beating faster when he saw Sebastian standing right in front of him.

"Feisty, I like it" Sebastian smiled.

"What are you doing here?" Kurt asked in fear.

"I told you I would be back for the rent" Sebastian smiled. "Do you have it?"

Kurt nodded and ran to his father's desk, grabbing the money with shaky hands. He took the rest from his pocket and turned back around, holding it out for Sebastian to take from him.

"Ah, I see you did it. Such a shame" Sebastian said, taking the money from Kurt.

"You have what you needed. Now leave" Kurt said.

"Not so fast, honey. I just got here" Sebastian said, stepping into Kurt's personal space again. "Didn't your father teach you how to keep your guests company?"

"You're not our guest and you aren't welcome here" Kurt said shakily. He was scared of Sebastian and the fact that they were alone in the shop didn't make him feel better.

"You don't have to play with me, Kurt. Nobody's here to see us" Sebastian said, pressing his body to Kurt's. "I know you want this, too."

"Stop" Kurt said, trying to push Sebastian away.

"I love how I make your heart beat faster" Sebastian said, kissing Kurt's neck. "I can't wait to finally have you."

"That will never happen" Kurt said, closing his eyes. Sebastian's mouth on his neck made him want to vomit.

"I always get what I want and I will have you, too. It's just the matter of time" Sebastian said. "Come on, Kurt. Make it easier for yourself and give in."

"Never" Kurt replied, struggling in Sebastian's grip.

"Never say never" Sebastian laughed and grabbed Kurt's jaw, pulling him closer to kiss him.

Kurt screamed again and pressed his hands to Sebastian's chest, desperate to get free.

"Get your hands off of him!"

They turned at the same time to look at the unfamiliar man standing at the door.

~ o ~

To be honest, Blaine was more than happy to see Kurt again. He had told himself way too many times that he hated the boy and he had started to believe himself. But things had changed since their first encounter. Blaine had changed. He started to see things differently and he felt like Kurt was his hero, who had come from nowhere and pulled him out of his misery. It was Kurt who had been brave enough to tell him the truth and Blaine wa so grateful for that.

And, if he was completely honest with himself, thinking about the boy made his heart beat faster. He looked stunning. He hadn't seen much of him the first time, he hadn't even been sober enough to remember perfectly but he knew that Kurt looked great. And he couldn't wait to see him again.

He walked through the door when he heard the scream. He looked around quickly, ready to save whoever was in trouble, even if he was just a simple man and not Nightbird the superhero anymore. He needed one single second to realise what was going on. He found Kurt, barely visible behind another man who held him in a tight grip and tried to force him to kiss him. Blaine saw red as he stepped forward, shouting angrily.

"Get your hands off of him!"

The two men turned simultaneously to look at him. Kurt looked relieved as the other man's hands disappeared from his body and he hastily stepped away from him. The other one, though... He looked angry because of the disturbance and it made Blaine want to punch him.

"Who the hell are you?" he asked.

"The man who will break every single bone in your body if you don't get out of here now" Blaine replied.

The man threw his head back and laughed, making Blaine even angrier.

"You think it's funny?" he asked as he rushed forward, grabbing the man's shirt. "You think you can bully this boy and get away with it?"

"Stop!" Kurt said suddenly and took a tentative step forward. "Sebastian, leave. Please."

Sebastian seemed to consider Kurt's words and nodded slowly. Blaine was happy to see the slight fear in his eyes, he was scared of him. Good.

"Till the next time, Kurt" Sebastian winked and left, sending one last angry glare towards Blaine.

When he was gone, Kurt turned away from him but Blaine could still hear the hiccuping noises that told him Kurt was crying. He didn't know what to do. He never cried, Sam either and he wasn't sure Santana was even capable of tears. The last person he had seen crying was his mother but it had been long years ago and he hadn't known what to do then either. He took a tentative step forward, reaching out towards Kurt.

"Uhm... are you alright?" Blaine asked quietly.

Kurt wipped his face and turned back, trying to smile.

"Yeah, thanks to you" Kurt said.

"Is he coming back? Should I call the police?" Blaine asked.

"No!" Kurt said in fear.

"Is he your boyfriend? Is he harassing you?" Blaine asked, surprised by how jealous he sounded. It was insane. He didn't know Kurt, he had seen him only once and he had no right to ask questions like this. And he certainly didn't have the right to feel jealous. It wasn't like he was interested in Kurt. Okay, maybe he was, but nothing would happen between them, even if Kurt was single and felt the same way.

"No" Kurt answered and Blaine sighed in relief. "It was Sebastian. He's the owner of this place."

"And half of the city" Blaine muttered, remembering what Kurt had said to him the previous time. "I didn't know he was a douchebag."

"He is the most horrible person I know" Kurt said, shuddering as he remembered Sebastian's touch on his skin. "You're lucky that you don't know him."

"I guess I am" Blaine smiled.

Kurt took a deep breath and looked around awkwardly. Blaine didn't know what the problem was, not until Kurt spoke up again. He was glad that the boy wasn't crying anymore and almost didn't catch his words.

"So what can I do for you?" Kurt asked.

"Excuse me?" Blaine asked.

"You came here for a reason, right?" Kurt smiled.

"Oh, yes!" Blaine said, looking around. He came to ask Kurt about the hooded criminal but asking questions after what Kurt had gone through seemed so wrong. "I... I need help with... uhm..."

"Your car?" Kurt asked.

"What?" Blaine asked.

"Do you have trouble with your car?" Kurt asked.

"Yes!" Blaine said quickly. "Of course. Because this is a car shop and obviously, I need you to repair my car."

"So where is it?" Kurt asked.

"My car?" Blaine asked.

"Yes" Kurt laughed.

"My car... I left it at home" Blaine said awkwardly.

"Well, I can't really help you if I don't see your car" Kurt said.

"Right" Blaine said, running his fingers through his hair. "I knew I should bring it but I must have forgotten about it."

"Interesting" Kurt said. "I will be here tomorrow, too, so you can come back and show me what the problem is."

"Yeah, that-that's what I should do" Blaine said. "Uhm... I should go now."

"Right" Kurt nodded.

"I will be back tomorrow" Blaine said.

"Don't forget your car next time" Kurt smiled.

"I won't" Blaine said and turned to leave.

"Thank you" Kurt called after him.

Blaine turned around, frowning in confusion.

"For what?" he asked.

"For saving me" Kurt said quietly. "You came just in time."

"I'm always happy to help" Blaine said.

He smiled at Kurt one last time and walked out of the shop. When he was alone, he leaned his back to the nearest wall and closed his eyes, sighing. He wasn't closer to find Robin Hood but he still felt amazing. His brief conversation with Kurt was enough for him to feel something he hadn't felt for years.

He felt alive again.